A Kind Friend

He is a kind friend of mine,

He is like sunshine,

In my life truly,

So untainted the bond is between him and me.

 

I feel like crying,

When I find him undergoing,

Some sadness,

Some unhappiness.

 

With him I laugh in glee,

Together we roam around to see,

Places,

And historical traces.

 

Like a saviour he is,

And I take pride in this,

That he is my pal,

At times practical, at times emotional.

 

To him beholden I am so,

As Bassanio was to Antonio,

A friend like him is born rarely,

Pray I for his long life daily.